Tuesday is Book Day

I spent my whole Tuesday [technically] in Starbucks inside Fully Booked located at the Bonifacio High Street. It was a productive day, with a lot of funny kwentos and unexpected meet-ups.

I bumped into a high school teacher of mine, He did remember me, but by the time I realized it was him, it was too late to establish the "Hi, how're you? What've you been doing?" conversation. SO i ended up eavesdropping on him and his friend who apparently is going through a "romantic dilemma". The only reason why I was able to eavesdrop was because I had no choice, they were too close to where I was "studying" and well, I can relate to the girl's problem. But I caught one perfect string of advice from my high school teacher, he said... "Why would you text him? What do you need to know? You want more PAIN? You gave him the chance and he blew it, now move on. There's nothing to be bitter about." The girl went on saying that it's just her, she needed to clear things up... she wants to know if she should finally move on, and that she can't stand waiting. The guy didn't reply. I guess she got her closure. I hope. So she can finally move on.

Now off to more shallow things, Chinky convinced me to read the "He's Just Not that Into You" book written by two of the writers of Sex and the City. I remember that line, it was Jack Berger [Carrie's Insecure Ex-boyfriend] who said it to try to put logic in the mind of Miranda who was confused as to why the guy he dated wouldn't stay after their date. Jack said, "He's just not that into you." Made sense, only, Miranda believed it too much that it was kind of late when she found out that the real reason was that the guy had Diarrhea, but THAT doesn't happen a lot. Back to the book, it was pretty enlightening, I mean if you'll read it not as a Bible but a glimpse of how men thinks. Lines like, "He will risk losing the friendship if he really likes you." or "If he says he's busy, he's just not that into you." will make you squirm knowing that at one point in your life, a guy gave you that excuse. My favorite line was, "YOU DESERVE A FUCKING PHONE CALL." simply because it was very uhmm, straightforward... blunt. In this modern times where text messaging is more prominent, I'd like to propose that it be amended to, "YOU DESERVE A FUCKING TEXT MESSAGE." The book even bitchily said, that "If he's not calling you, then he's not thinking about you." and "If you can find him, chances are he can find you too... so if he doesn't, HE'S JUST NOT THAT INTO YOU." Loved that book, made me realize a lot of things about my past almost love stories and misadventures.

I was gonna quote something that really fits my present disposition, but I guess I don't want to incriminate myself more... Let's just assume that whoever he is, He's just not that into me. Toughluck, but I can live with that. Or not.

Then I got myself busy with the POSTSECRET book... It started when Patty showed me the postcard which said, "MY HEART IS AN IDIOT." Sakitan na ito. I've been a big fan of the POSTSECRET blog for years now, grabbing a few postcards every now and then to give color to my blog... It's a great idea, it's more than brilliant I guess... It's sharing your secret anonymously to ease your burden and at the same time "hopefully" help someone who feels the same way. I've been touched in numerous ways by the postcards that were sent to the blog. Love it love it love it.

It was a productive day, got to study for Succession and Insurance and started studying for the Midterms. Got boy-watching again with Patty, saw a lot of law students who are desperately trying to have a life or at least pretend to have a life outside Rockwell [including me] by studying in Serendra. [blank stare] Talk about a futile attempt... I found my paradise. Oh, did I mention that I got to wear "shorts ka pa shorts" in public?

Hah!